A short poem on leaving friends
Met half a decade back, But now will they still be able to keep each other's track?
Because now's the time when most need to leave They'll be gone... leaving just a few to grieve
Some go for jobs, some for education. some out of sheer desperation. This means no hikes, dinner, last moment plans - not even a short vacation.
It'll only be a few of us, even if we meet No more full house on parties, hikes or someone's birthday treat, Will we even have time to send texts and greet.
We'll make new friends, life will go on and with passing years..., We'll stop staying in touch, start forgetting these peers. And whenever we think about these days, all we'll have are tears
We'll have video calls. We'll have meetings on zoom. But thats 1 dimensional, When will all of us be again in the same room?
Yes, Everyone will be gone, busy with their life, each living in different city, Oh, I cant go on.. This disconsolateness..., Oh, what a pity.
But I am sure, everyone will meet again, everyone will find ways, To get back together, meet, play games and talk about the good old days!!